They tried giving her warm milk
to drink but she refused it.
One of the nuns took the glass
back to the kitchen. Then, remembering a bottle
of Irish Whiskey that had been a
gift the previous Christmas, she opened
it and poured a generous
amount into the warm milk.
Back at Mother Superior's bed,
they held the glass to her lips. The frail nun drank a
little, then a little more and before
they knew it, she had finished the
whole glass, down to the last
drop.
As her eyes brightened, the nuns
thought it would be a good opportunity to have one last
talk with
their spiritual leader.
"Mother," the nuns asked
earnestly, "Please give us some of your wisdom
before you leave us."
She raised herself up in bed on
one elbow, looked at them and said:
"NEVER SELL THAT
COW."
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